Pointless Tackles Vision Lyrics - Sheila Nicholls

she says this species doesnt know itself, 

it stamps around like an arrogant child, 

tiny, lonely and rarely humble in our minuscule perspective, 

swilling in a self assured perception, 

much of which is flawed, 

and most of which could be improved on, 

amazingly were still hoping, amazingly were still hoping. 

and underneath were writhing, as hopeless fights with dreaming, as pointless tackles vision, as focus dilutes screaming 

the men are still all squabbling, 

like hyenas on a carcass, 

while science cries a blind spot, they still shit in every corner, drunk on definition, of stagnant lack of vision, 

responsibility avoided, 

justified by faulty reason, made up while on the playground 

and lollypop rewarded like a tv cowboy coup, 

and underneath..... 

amazingly were still hoping 

for various and sundry, 

suprisingly still faithful, displayed collective longing 

for peaceful and fulfillment, for practical and useful, 

collective loving kindness, the paths and how to get there, existential beyond messianic 

where everyone's a profit and ignorance is cured 

and underneath....